So there, the euphoric plateau I’ve reached
-there’s no way else but down.

I attempt a limp gravity defying stunt and fail
-what goes up, must always come down.

So I let myself free-fall
-into the dark, cynical embrace of a dark cloud.

With anguish thoughts and a tortured mind
-I sink heavily down.

Dropping, falling, tripping, stumbling
-till I say hello to my next plateau.